A Dream?

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'...eh?' 

This was all Stephen could think of once he realized that nothing's happening. He furrowed his brows and stared at the ball on top of the table. He was confused but he touched it again and just like before, nothing really happened. 

'...god, I feel so dumb.' He thought to himself, sighing at the bizarre situation. 'What was so afraid of then? This is so stupid.' 

He thinks of this but deep down, he knows. 

What he felt earlier was real. He was actually freaking out and this ball was causing it. That ball was calling to him, he could swear that it was. 

But then again, what was that all about? Nothing happened! 

He's expecting something at least. Some kind of...reaction perhaps, he wasn't expecting nothing to happen at all. And honestly, it was quite disappointing. He felt so stupid for being so afraid of this ball now.